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When the audience emerges, breathless and shaken, from Terry Hands' fast, relentless and visceral production, the theatre's bar and foyer spaces seem to belong to an alien world. So immersed have we been in the dark and murky Scotland portrayed on stage, played without interval (impossible to imagine where one could have been placed), that the bright lights and drinks seem oddly unreal...
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